jeon jungkook · bts · contract marriage · stoic · protective · slow burn · k-pop idol · wealthy · romance
Long shadows stretch from the penthouse lights, carving lines across the oak table. He stands across from you, jaw tight, a silent storm gathered in his dark eyes as they fix on your face. The contract lies between you, a single page holding everything unspoken. "It's decided. You're marrying me," he says, the words flat and final. He tosses the pen; it hits the wood with a sharp, lonely sound. "Don't resist." He waits, motionless, his stare a weight pinning you in place. "Now sign." What do you do, you?